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Thursday, October 26, 2017

Laugh all you want, but this is what dinosaurs have to go
through to get cast in a Harvey Weinstein T-Rex movie.

WTF is going on here?Look, I don’t care what anyone does behind closed doors, but let’s try
and remember the “closed doors” part of that.Not even the horniest paleontologist in the world needs to see this!

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Hey, people in charge of the new Spiderman movie, we get it,
you want us to want to boink Aunt May.Seriously, way to be subtle. She’s gone from old lady to “less old lady”
to Mona Lisa Friggin Vito.When the new
reboot comes out (72 hours after Spiderman Homecoming is released) who’s going
to be playing Peter’s aunt next, Margot Robbie with Blake Lively’s head?Here’s an idea, make sure the movie works
before you start casting Rihanna as Peter’s primary caretaker- no one wants to
be aroused by Aunt May, pervs!

Thursday, March 23, 2017

I won’t pretend to know what
keeps the slight flicker of the Neo-Nazi movement alive (outside of prisons) in
our country.(Inside prisons, I get it.) I understand that there’s little to do
in the Midwest, but to go so quickly from “Geez, I’m bored…” to “let’s paint
Swastikas on the side of a building, ‘cause we’re better than everyone else!”
is a pretty big leap, I mean, no macramé?It’s a fine hobby!

And you would think also, the
70-year losing streak (again, outside of prisons) that Nazi’s have suffered since
World War II, might turn some off to the movement, but for some reason, no.

There is some good news I guess.Yes, it’s a bummer that Neo-Nazis exist, but,
if we absolutely had to endure them, I for one am glad it’s this latest
incarnation, born of web-only sausage parties that has rebranded to the term
“Alt-Right”.

Now while a lot of media
present the “Alt-Right” as a disturbing threat on the horizon, and rightfully
so, their mantras are despicable- a lot of media also presents them as, adorable and…rightfully so. Look how dapper! (More like, Tommy HEILfiger!)

I personally don’t think
they’re going to make it, because you can’t be menacing, and also look like the
set design crew from your local high school production of Pippin.You have to choose, right?

And since when do Nazi’s “rebrand”?
Nazis famously “own it”, that’s part of their thing. And, “Alt-Right” is what
you come up with?Does genetic
superiority not extend to marketing? Have some pride, White-Pride
movement.

The man above is Richard
Spencer, one of the “leaders” of the Alt-Right and the President of Nationalist
Policy Institute.A few months ago, he
was famously punched in the face.I
don’t know if they ever caught the guy who did it, but one look at Spencer’s
face and any good lawyer should be able to get him off on “entrapment”.

Spencer is the face of
Nazism in America.A tough guy who looks like
if something isn’t done about immigrants coming into this country...he’ll just
have to insist again that something
be done.After that, he may have to run
up to his bedroom and loudly slam the door and turn up the music (30 Seconds To Mars?) really loud.If that doesn’t work, and I hope it doesn’t come to this, he may hold
his breath.

So yes, Neo-Nazi’s are back,
as the “Alt-Right” and their leader is a 38 year-old yearning for the America
of old when….I’m guessing, Friends was in first run production? He's 38. Ah, maybe when MTV played videos?!When wine-coolers were kind of big?

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

My favorite episode of The
Gong Show is the one where every single contestant who comes out, sings “Feelings”.Of course, the great Chuck Barris acts as if
he has no idea what’s going on. After the first two contestants perform, Chuck
pledges to get to the bottom of this confusion, and apologizes for the mix up, only
to bring out the next guest who, of course sings “Feelings”.

The audience growing restless
at this point, Chuck assures them he’ll get this straightened out, before
bringing out the next contestant who sings “Feelings”.And so on and so forth until the hilarious ½
hour was up.What a great show and a
great character.

Monday, February 29, 2016

Colorful character actor,
George Gaynes, whose memorable turns as Soleil Moon Frye’s step-dad in the 1980’s sitcom “Punky Brewster”, as
well as Dustin Hoffman’s would-be suitor in Tootsie, died this month at the ageof 98.

Gaynes, who was also a
veteran Broadway stage actor as well as a trained opera singer, will
unfortunately be remembered for a disastrous run as a high ranking New York
City Police official that started in the mid 1980’s.

As “Commandant”, of the
Police Academy, Gaynes was at the center of a controversial program, designed
by the city’s first female mayor, to increase police recruitment by lowering
academy entrance standards.

While some may say the
experiment was bold in nature, few dispute its failure.Tasked with the unenviable position of implementing
the program, Gaynes struggled to maintain discipline within the Academy from
the beginning, and his tenure was marked by scandal after scandal.

A city-wide riot, many say actually
caused by a careless and clearly under-trained police cadet, lead to near
disaster as criminals brazenly held police as hostages at gun point with their
own weapons before being overtaken.Any
chance of goodwill being generated by the relatively safe outcome of the riot
however was short-lived when it was revealed at the Academy’s graduation
ceremony, a well-known prostitute was hired to sit under a podium and perform
oral sex on a cadet who was giving a speech at the event.

George Gaynes is survived by
a wife, daughter, granddaughter and two great grand children.

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Well, it looks like the
Reaper has decided to be a real asshole this week. On Monday, he took the great
Bowie, then, the next day, he took one of the great “that guy” actors of his generation,David Margulies.You’ll remember Margulies
as the Mayor in Ghostbusters.It’s his “Lenny”,
whose non-verbal as Bill Murray’s confirms that William Atherton (another great
“that guy” actor), is “dickless”, that really cements that scene.Add to it that Margulies also has to take in Ernie
Hudson telling him he’s seen “shit that would turn you white”, followed by the
“dogs and cats living together/ mass hysteria” rant, and you’ll forget that
he’s the guy in the scene who’s NOT recognized as a American Comedy
legend.

You’ll also recognize this
guy as Tony Soprano’s lawyer.

RIP, Mayor Lenny, and thank
you for saving the lives of millions of registered voters.

Monday, January 11, 2016

There’s not much to say here. David Bowie was a giant creative force for good in the universe and his loss makes this planet a much less cool place. The man has been responsible for a tremendous output of art over the course of his life. I can’t even keep a blog going. All I’ll say is this- don’t focus on him being gone, as much as should focus on everything he left behind. The guy was an alien sent from a very cool planet, we were lucky to have him.

Here’s Blondie doing Heroes. Followed by Nico doing Heroes. Followed by The Wallflowers doing Heroes. Followed by King Crimson doing Heroes. Followed by the man himself doing an acoustic version of it.

Picture yourself on a beach
in the Caribbean.You are surrounded by
beautiful flowers, a delicious frozen drink in your hand.Your feet feel the fine, pink sand under them
as a light breeze blows.You look out into
gorgeous crystal-blue ocean and begin to walk toward it.Everyone in your line of vision is smiling and
yes, behind it all is the subtle sound of a man using mallets to hit a steel
drum.How can this scene possibly get
any more relaxing?

Now picture yourself in a
subway. You’re surrounded by crazy people anxiously awaiting the arrival of
their train.They need to get home,
they’re late, they DON’T WANT TO BE IN THE SUBWAY and either do you.Then, a person, begins to hit a mallet on a
steel drum and you begin to vaguely make out John Lennon’s “Imagine”, but only
one note at a time, and without any of the resonance the song carries with it. Also, it’s really loud, and the pitch of the
drum rips apart your ear as there is no large open area (the beach) or giant
ocean to absorb the sound.And the man
hitting the drum is not smiling, he is not wearing shorts, or a colorful hat or
a tropical styled shirt.You almost long
for the sound of the screeching wheels of a subway to drown out the clang of
his drum, but its is still audible and he’s done with “Imagine” and moving on
to “New York State Of Mind” by Billy Joel.

There is no way to confuse a
tropical beach with a subway platform.Everything
about the two is different.Sights,
sounds, smells…tastes.It is a place
where Steel Drums have no earthly place. No one hears a steel drum in the subway and
says, “Oh yeah, this reminds me of a fucking tropical paradise.This makes riding this underground train/
bathroom much better.”

Also, let’s not forget this-
the steel drum itself sucks.It’s
clangy, awkward and the opposite of soothing.Matter of fact, and I am sure I will upset some of the “steel drumpurists” who regularly stop by my blog, but, I’d venture to say the tropical
paradise setting is the only reason we tolerate the steel drum in the first
place.In an unscientific study I am
conducting on Spotify right now, no one outside of the dude who runs your local
“Cheeseburger In Paradise” shithole, is streaming anything with a steel drum in
the continental US.I’m sure many of us
would move to stop a steel drum player ruining our day at the beach, if we
weren’t immediately distracted by beach chair and a drink on our way over to
kill him.

So, get the steel drums out
of the subway.Subways are a place for
rats dragging pieces of pizza, or bodies of other dead rats.Having a steel drum on a subway platform, or
having a subway train at a Caribbean beach for that matter, defeats the purpose
of having a subway platform or a Caribbean beach, respectfully.They can’t and shouldn’t exist in each
other’s universe.It’s like going to a
public restroom, where they serve fine French cuisine.

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Greg Giraldo died on this date 5 years ago and while I was not close with him, I did pitch and write this bit for his show Stand Up Nation with Greg Giraldo. The pitch I wrote was a paragraph of about 5-7 sentences, Greg made all the jokes you see in here and is the reason its funny. He was a great, great comic. I worked on his show as a contributing writer and got to hang out in his offices for some tapings and a couple of late nights on nights before tape-days. In the time I was around him in the office he was a very cool guy and just really, really funny. Not really knowing him, I still definitely miss the guy and am very proud to have been able to write something he did. Man, he was funny. Follow What Sucks on Twitter!

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Suckiness surrounds us all, gripping us in a vice-like hold, with the ferocity of a bear trap made of shit. My mission? To offer insight and shed understanding on the vast, seemingly endless, black hole of crap each one of us has to face on a daily basis. And while that torrent of bullshit is both mammoth in scope and unyielding in its advance, at least here it can be called it out for what it is- a lot of shit that really sucks.

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About Me

Chris DeLuca is a writer/ producer/ comic currently living in Hoboken, the Prague of New Jersey. He's written for a bunch of TV shows you probably have not watched or heard of (United States of Hip Hop, Nikki & Sara Live, Mob Wives Reunion, BET's Don't Sleep, and Fuse News- see?) as well as Late Late Show with Craig Kilborn, Best Week Ever, Late Late Show With Craig Ferguson and the 12/12/12 Concert For Sandy Relief. He was also the "World's Oldest Intern" on VH1's Big Morning Buzz. In 2009 he created, wrote and starred in the hilarious, and subversive “Mocap, LLC" on Spike. Sadly, he thinks he caused his parent's divorce.